Two people, one red and one white, are on the boat
Nangong Xuan raised his hand, finished the last note of the song, and suddenly spoke amid the lingering sound, looking at Ling Wu, who was half lying on the bow of the boat, dressed as a man in red.
Smiling slightly: "Almost half a month has passed, and they still have no news about Ouyang Xi."
Sitting on the deck, leaning against the side of the ship, Ling Wu was sunbathing with half-closed eyes. After hearing this, she looked up at Nangong Xuan and smiled at him.
No news is the best news
Ever since that night at Jinghong Tower, Ouyang Xi and Yu Sui seemed to have disappeared.
No matter what kind of personal information Youlijie uses, their whereabouts cannot be known from any channel.
Ling Wu narrowed her eyes slightly, looked over Nangong Xuan's shoulders, and raised her chin towards a ship about two hundred meters away.
He chuckled: "It seems that they still don't give up on us. It seems that as long as they follow us, they can find Ouyang Xi and dig out the God of Wealth in his hand."
Every time they go out, they are always followed by various people in disguise.
It was like the boat behind them seemed to be walking behind their boat inadvertently.
Nangong Xuan smiled lightly, walked to the bow of the ship and sat down next to Ling Wu. He looked at the ship behind and sighed: "Who let the God of Wealth have such a big appetite that he took away all their wealth?"
Ling Wu curled her lips, turned sideways and put her fingers into the river.
Feeling the coolness brought by the river, he sighed happily and said, "Let them follow you."
They were boating on the river not to meet anyone, but to find a place without people to discuss what they should do.